The Destiny Divine Talisman is incomparably precious. If you can obtain a Destiny Divine Talisman that matches your own attributes and talents, your cultivation will yield twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, you will be able to unleash the full power of the Destiny Divine Talisman, making your combat strength several times that of cultivators at the same level!

In his previous life, Eric Bennett relied on the “Drought Demon Bloodburn” to unify the Southern Frontier and establish an unparalleled foundation. Naturally, he knew exactly what a Destiny Divine Talisman meant.

However, after a brief moment of excitement, Eric Bennett’s enthusiasm was doused as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, quickly fading away.

Within this Destiny Divine Talisman, the naturally formed spiritual energy fluctuation was indeed genuine, but the fluctuation was simply too weak.

He took the Destiny Divine Talisman out of the box, only to find it was just a piece of yellow paper!

Compared to the “Drought Demon Bloodburn” from Eric Bennett’s previous life, this Destiny Divine Talisman was simply too embarrassing to show anyone.

Like ordinary talismans, Destiny Divine Talismans are also divided into nine grades, with the lowest being ninth grade and the highest being first grade. Above that is the renowned “Number One Under Heaven” series.

As for the material of Destiny Talismans, the best is naturally the “Innate Divine Jade” of the Number One Under Heaven series. Even the lowest ninth-grade Destiny Talisman should be made from “Innate Divine Wood.” Yet the Destiny Divine Talisman before him was nothing but a piece of yellow paper.

Eric Bennett sighed deeply in his heart. In his previous life, obtaining the Drought Demon Bloodburn was already a heaven-sent opportunity—how could he possibly have such defiant luck again in this life?

He didn’t blame the old devil; after all, they were enemies and had only met once. Why would the other really point out a great treasure and let him profit?

He was extremely disappointed with the yellow paper Destiny Divine Talisman. Although it was indeed a Destiny Divine Talisman, it didn’t even qualify as ninth grade—it was simply ungraded.

Instead, the hair-thin chain and the black box in his hand caught his attention. He hadn’t examined them closely before, but now, upon careful inspection, Eric Bennett was shocked to find that even he couldn’t tell what material the black box was made of. As for the value of the hair-thin chain, there was no need to even mention it.

Eric Bennett was even more puzzled—how could the items stored within these two treasures be so worthless?

He picked up the yellow paper again for a closer look. On the front, cinnabar had been used to draw runes, with a rune head at the top and a rune tail at the bottom, both also drawn in cinnabar.

If there was anything special about it, it was that even Eric Bennett couldn’t decipher the runes. They seemed endlessly complex, yet somehow, the utmost complexity returned to simplicity.

Eric Bennett shook his head and turned the yellow paper over. On the back, fine red threads as thin as hair outlined rows of small squares.

At the very top, there were only two squares; the further down, the more there were. The second row had four, the third row eight, and so on. By the ninth row, there were as many as five hundred and twelve squares, densely packed together. Clearly, there shouldn’t have been enough space, yet somehow they were harmoniously drawn onto the yellow paper.

At the very top of this cluster of squares—corresponding to the back of the rune head—were three ancient seal characters. These characters had been passed down from ancient times, and by now, very few people could recognize them. Coincidentally, in his previous life, Eric Bennett had studied these characters specifically while researching the “Vastness Scripture,” so he could recognize them. The three ancient seal characters were:

封 (Seal), 神 (Divine), 榜 (List)!

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Inside the small dark room, all was silent. Everyone stared intently at the pai gow tiles in their hands; only the sound of breathing and the occasional clack of the tiles could be heard.

Henry Morgan finally rubbed open his last tile. “Damn it, what a lousy hand!” he cursed, slamming the pai gow onto the table. After him, several others shook their heads and tossed down their tiles, leaving only two people still looking at the tiles in their hands.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the small dark room tightened. An enormous black sword descended from the sky, splitting the stone-built room in two with a thunderous crash.

The black giant sword’s momentum did not diminish, slicing the gambling table where Henry Morgan and the others sat clean in half. The pai gow tiles on the table were instantly crushed to powder by the overwhelming pressure, the dust rising and forming a black mist around the table.

The massive black sword abruptly shrank, transforming into a heavy black iron sword half a zhang long and two palms wide, which landed with a clang, deeply embedding itself in the ground.

The black iron heavy sword was plain and unadorned. At the end of the hilt was a thick, long black iron chain, emitting a strange blood-red glow. The chain clanged as it struck the ground.

“The Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword! It’s that madman Owen Grant!”

“Owen Grant, are you insane? You dare to act recklessly even inside the Ru Prison…”

Henry Morgan had already been forced back several steps by the momentum of the sword that split the room, landing on his backside. When he saw the plain Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword, he quietly lay low, preparing to sneak away.

The person secretly wielding the Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword ignored the scolding of the surrounding wardens. Instead, he gave the chain a shake, producing a loud clatter. The Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword seemed to come alive like a spirit snake, suddenly raising its head and thrusting straight at Henry Morgan.

Henry Morgan let out a strange cry as the Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword stirred up a series of air ripples, reaching him in the blink of an eye.

Behind Henry Morgan, countless golden cymbals flew up, clattering as they struck at the Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword. The Meteoric Iron Heavy Sword remained unmoved, as steady as a mountain, continuing to thrust toward Henry Morgan.